After a few minutes, Tracy turned to me, pulled my head down to hers and we started kissing."Couldn't wait for us I see!" came a voice from beside us....Tracy and I broke our embrace and looked up to see both Sandy and John standing there with big grins on their faces."Maybe we should retire to 'The Play Room'" John said. Tracy, seeing the look of confusion on Sandy and myself broke in "We've converted our family room in the basement to an area where the whole family can have fun together. We. I'm a 36 year old happily married woman. I have 2 kids and a good job. I have short dirty blonde hair, c-cup tits (that aren't quite as perky as they used to be), and I keep myself in pretty good shape. I get "hit on" more than most women probably but I'm not really interested in any other men because my husband is better than great. He's 10 years older than me, very handsome, and very successful. I had two kids when we met and he took us all in and has taken great care of me and the kids for. The dining table looked magnificent, bathed in the light of flush lighting in the false ceiling. Stanislaw had fixed them on two circuits controlled by dimmers switches, so the room was lit with soft lighting except over the table where the lights shone more brightly. I helped Bella into her chair and my guests sat, automatically sitting so every lady had a gentleman either side of her. They conspired so that the only chair left for me was at the head of the table. Bella was sitting directly. I nodded. "Well, when we get there, I'm going to hypnotize you again. And that ought to put you over the edge, although I'm beginning to think you're there already." Where?" I asked."Addiction," he answered calmly. "Not physical, of course, or even mental addiction. Psychological. It's probably the most powerful type of addiction there is. But, as I say, I think you're probably already there." He looked at me compassionately. "Now, don't worry your pretty little head about it too much. It's not.